Ye may call it music, yer honor, but there was nayther tune nor music in it.
"Then all of a suddint two sarpents in the basket lifts up their heads, with a great ear hanging down on each side, and began to wave themselves about." "Well, Tim, what happened then ?" Charlie asked, struggling with his laughter.
"Shure it's little I know what happened after, for I just took to my heels, and I never drew breath till I was inside the gates." "There was nothing to be frightened at, Tim," Charlie said.

"It was a snake charmer.

I have never seen one yet, but there are numbers of them all over India.

Those were not ears you saw, but the hood.

The snakes like the music, and wave their heads about in time to it.